I Love You is fear-mongering.
I Love You is a tactic
I Love You is your power trip masked by your love of 'justice'.
I Love You is your heroine. Your desperation of choice.
I Love You is your avatar; your cartoon face of you.
I Love You is your rite of passage
I Love You is your form of neglect
I Love You is your cologne.
I Love You is your chest about to burst, so you say something, anything.
I Love You is your leash, tethered around my neck.
I Love you is you craft and game, no, your monopoly.
I Love You is why I still speak to you without numbness (although I try)
I Love You is your emotional credit card
I Love You is your seance....
I Love You is your default mask
I Love You is one of your two-faces
I Love You suffocates me in air waves and voice timbres.
I Love You strangles me with your selfishness.
I Love You is horseshit.
I Love You will either fly me to glory or slit arteries. Or both.
I Love You is desecrated. By you.
